There was some pie making and gift wrapping and list making going on here last night, and the long and short of the matter is that I blew in the door later than usual to post this Christmas note to my bloggy friends. And in the interest of full disclosure, there is a dusting of flour on my person, sticky tape on my sock, and yet another visit scheduled for the grocery store.
Fortunately, my sore foot has improved greatly in the past few days. My only problem while shopping was that my socks kept creeping lower and lower in my boots. But after the pain I'd been having, I LAUGHED in the face of ill-behaved, creeping sock lumps in my boots, and smiled happily at my fellow shoppers. They became somewhat wary, and kept their distance, but that wasn't such a bad thing given the time of year.
I'll leave you with a picture of the happiest little tree in our neighbourhood; it positively glows. It's my favourite and I'm so delighted each year when its owners get it all gussied up for another Christmas.
|I wonder how many lights are on there?|
I hope you all have a happy holiday, whatever name or shape it takes, and I wish you peace and contentment as you slow your life a little, or a lot, to enjoy the season.
Happy Merry Jolly, my friends.